

People growing up in London tend to be pretty independent, so I just find it really unrealistic that she would be acting this way. WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU WHY CAN’T YOU TALK TO TAXI DRIVERS THEY’RE NICE PEOPLE FOR THE MOST PART OH MY GOD. I’d have apologised as soon as it stopped and not been able to say where I wanted to go. I’d have been too embarrassed, too awkward. Then she says:īut I’d never stood on a pavement with my arm in the air trying to attract the attention of a London taxi driver. So it’s NOT your first time in a London taxi then, because you’ve used them with Patrice. I’d occasionally called a minicab for Jodie and the baby to go somewhere, and Patrice and I have used one a couple of times when we’d been out late. It was the first time I had ever been in a black London taxi. There are so many quotes that make me want to scratch my eyes out over Stacey. People don’t stand for that sort of behaviour there. WHY? Why can’t you just talk to Shelley and allow Patrice to be friends with both of you? WHY ARE YOU SO WEIRD?Īlso, there’s no way she would last at uni. Then I remembered Shelley going round to Patrice’s the night before and the fantasy instantly fell apart. Why couldn’t I do that? Just until my A Levels were done, and then I could go to uni and live in halls. I got on well with her parents and there was tons of room there. Sure, you’d be excited to go to your friend’s birthday, but the tone of this is so immature. Secondly, she talks about this birthday meal like a small child would gabble about the first party they were attending. I was excited about it for days(.)įirstly, she was probably the only one Patrice invited because she knew Stacey would go into weirdo mode if she dared invite any outsiders. I was the only one of Patrice’s friends who had been asked. A Chinese restaurant had been booked and it was a dress-up affair.

The last time had been a month or so before, when I had been going to Patrice’s birthday celebration meal with her and some members of her family. Stacey completely overreacts and decides to bunk off school for no reason, despite clearly being a good student otherwise. Early on in the book, she turns against Patrice, her so-called best friend – who is an extremely good, attentive friend to main character Stacey – because Patrice invites someone from one of her classes over her house without clearing it with Stacey beforehand. The main character was an embarrassment: she is socially awkward and overly hurt by friend situations that aren’t really situations at all. The beginning of this book was very slow and to be honest quite badly written. Quotes in the following review may differ slightly from the final published version of the book.

This is no way affects my opinion of the book.

I received this ebook for free from NetGalley in exchange for an honest review.
